"Huh...so sour!"
At the entrance, I lowered my arms that were almost numb and moved them, making my bones crackle.
Only then did the special forces soldiers come back to their senses from their suspicions about Chen Ming's identity.
Unfortunately, I never got a reasonable and correct answer.
In terms of status, how can Xu Zhenshan, a general, compare to Chen Ming, a young man in his twenties?
In terms of skills, what Xu Zhenshan has achieved is SS level, second only to SSS level!
At this time, footsteps suddenly came from behind, and the special operations soldier quickly straightened his back, thinking it was the leader inspecting.
Then, a hand fell on his shoulder.
A familiar person leaned out from the side and said, "Don't be nervous, it's me who's here to change your shift."
"Damn! You kid almost scared me to death." The special forces soldier rolled his eyes at him angrily.
"It's because you are thinking about something, so you don't dare to disturb me." The man took a step back, avoiding the special forces soldier's hand, trying to grab the hand on his clothes.
After dodging away, he smiled and said, "Tell me, what national affairs are you considering?"
"Didn't you see? There was a young man just now. Even the old general Xu Zhenshan had to respect him and walk behind. I have been thinking about who he is and how capable he is." The special operations soldier said truthfully. Questions in mind.
"Oh! If you tell him, it's not surprising that General Xu would do that." The man nodded matter-of-factly.
"Not surprising? Do you know who he is?" The special operations soldier's thirst for knowledge was ignited again.
Seeing that he was so anxious, the man stopped trying to be pretentious and said four words directly, "The Undead Lord."
I feel that in today's world, nothing can better prove Chen Ming's identity than these four words.
"What the hell! He, he is the undead monarch!" After hearing this, the special forces soldier became excited.
"Yes, there was someone just like you who doubted his identity. He summoned hundreds of undead, which almost scared me to death." When the man talks about this now, he still feels lingering fear.
"No wonder, no wonder..." The voice was lowered and kept repeating.
The special forces soldiers finally understood why Xu Zhenshan, an old general with SS-level skills, had to give him seven or even nine points of face in front of Chen Ming.
Just because Chen Ming has SSS-level skills, and there is probably more than one!
It is indeed worth it!
No need to question.
…
Returning to Chen Ming's side, he and Xu Zhenshan were being hit by the cold wind.
All around is a monotonous world of ice and snow.
Chen Ming's judgment was correct as to what was under his feet, it should be a frozen lake.
The ice was very thick, so it was difficult to see what was going on underneath.
Further away, covered by the cold air of ice and snow, only the outline of the mountains could be vaguely seen.
Before Chen Ming could ask Xu Zhenshan, who had been here once, what kind of monsters existed in the secret world.
I saw snow and fog rolling in from a distance like a snow mountain collapsing.
Immediately, pairs of ice-blue eyes glowed with demonic light, and there were many of them.
"Be careful! These guys can spit out cold air that freezes people. If they are scratched, the cold poison will enter the body. Within ten minutes, the person will be stiff and the blood will freeze." Xu Zhenshan took the initiative to share his experience.
"I understand." Chen Ming nodded in agreement.
"Will it be frozen if it's stained with their blood?" He asked inferences.
"Yes, but the bodies of these guys are still very fragile, just like walking bombs. Therefore, I have been avoiding fighting with them, running away, and delaying time." Xu Zhenshan told the truth.
Soon, ice zombies slowly walked out of the ice mist.
"Ice corpse? Snow corpse?"
Chen Ming was not sure which name was more suitable for the monster in front of him.
He stretched out his hand to stop Xu Zhenshan, who was about to step forward, and said with a smile: "Just let them do this kind of thing."
As he spoke, a large shadow spread out under Chen Ming's feet, covering almost half of the ice lake.
One hundred thousand undead souls emerged from it.
The fight is about crushing by one person!
Why not take advantage of the absolute advantage you can have?
"..." Xu Zhenshan was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and he honestly adopted Chen Ming's suggestion.
Knowing that this battle has been elevated to a level that is not his own by Chen Ming and his undead army.
unattainable!
Chen Ming raised his hand and waved, and a hundred thousand undead zombies rushed toward the group of snow corpses like a surging tide.
Run!
After getting close to a certain distance, he pounced, threw him to the ground, and then bit the snow corpse's neck hard.
Even if the cold air invades and freezes the body quickly, the madness of the undead zombies does not diminish at all.
Bite! Hammer the snow corpse!
[Successfully killed the snow corpse! Congratulations to the host for getting the Black Iron Treasure Chest +5! 】
[Successfully killed the snow corpse! Congratulations to the host for getting the Black Iron Treasure Chest +5! 】
[Successfully killed the snow corpse! Congratulations to the host for getting the Black Iron Treasure Chest +5! 】
…
The main goal is to kill one without losing anything, and gain two blood in exchange for it!
Anyway, Chen Ming has enough mental power to summon and resurrect infinitely.
Moreover, the huge number of one hundred thousand undead zombies cannot be competed by just a few hundred or thousands of snow zombies.
Witnessing the group of snow zombies that had brutally killed hundreds of people in front of them, they were brutally beaten one-sidedly after facing the weakest zombie undead in Chen Ming's undead army.
Xu Zhenshan's inner respect for him couldn't help but surge a little more.
"No wonder they call you the Undead Lord. You are indeed worthy. No, I should say the word monarch. You are indeed worthy of your strength." Xu Zhenshan truthfully stated his inner thoughts.
"Old General, you are so complimentary." Chen Ming responded modestly.
Pay attention to humility to make people progress, and pride to make people fall behind.
Not to mention, Chen Ming himself has great respect for Xu Zhenshan's generation.
They used their lives and their best years to straighten Daxia's broken back again.
Just because Chen Ming has no feelings for the officials doesn't mean he needs to be on edge against them.
As the saying goes, business is not about benevolence and righteousness.
Maybe it will be useful in the future.
Who hasn’t had time to ask for help?
Not long after.
In less than three minutes, Chen Ming's 100,000 undead zombies overwhelmed all the snow corpses.
At this time, it was Chen Ming's turn to appear.
Raise your hand, select all, extract!
【Extracting...】
[Extraction successful! Congratulations to the host for getting a new undead servant: Snow Corpse +8977! 】
【Stealing in progress...】
[Stealing successfully! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the E-level skills Frost Breath +8977 and Ice Explosion +8977! 】
Chen Ming also discovered not long ago that stealing skills does not affect its use whether before or after death.
But like undead extraction, corpses that have been dead for too long cannot be stolen.
"There are nearly ten thousand snow corpses? No wonder it took so long." Chen Ming was slightly surprised.
The existence of snow mist affected his judgment of quantity.
'Nearly 10,000 snow corpses? ! '
Seeing Chen Ming speaking so lightly, and seeing tens of thousands of undead corpses standing up from the corpses, Xu Zhenshan couldn't help but be curious and asked, "Xiao Chen, how many undead can you summon with your skills?"
